Chapter 132

Book:Trash Son Is the Supreme Doctor Published:2024-6-2

Third Lord Ye saw that Brucille was so serious, and it was easy for young people to be impulsive. If there was a murder case, he would have a great youth.
“Unordinary, Mr. Yip is already old enough to die. It’s not easy for me to earn this old life of mine. Don’t be impulsive, you have to take care of Rainie for me, let me go.”
“Uncle, no one wants to fight with him. It is a big loss for me to sacrifice his life at such a young age. I just gave him a little lesson and let him get his punishment.”
Third Lord Ye reminded him again and again and finally left with uneasiness. Brucille returned to the food stall of Minnan Restaurant and asked for a dish of peanuts. He sat on the table at the door and stared at the four men in the house.
He intended to punish the sinful Wang Sixi in his own way.
As time went by, Brucille had eaten up two plates of peanuts and drank two bottles of beer, feeling that his bladder was very rich.
He really wanted to move his ass and quickly rushed into the bathroom to put some water in, but Wang Sixi actually paid the bill and left when he came out of the bathroom.
Narrowing his eyes, he searched through the crowd for Wang Sixi.
After paying, he rapidly chased after them.
The four big men looked at the beer belly and knew that they had a good life. Wang Sixi said, “Oscar, you go to take care of yourself first, and I’ll pick up someone.”
“Oh, Charles, who doesn’t know that you are going to meet your lover and will definitely not come back? Is that right? It doesn’t matter. Just enjoy yourself. Hahaha, that Little Cai is a pretty girl.”
The four men’s unbridled laughter was extremely harsh to Brucille.
Wang Sixi went alone. The other three men got into a taxi. Brucille reached out to stop the car and followed Wang Sixi. “Master, don’t lose it. Catch the mistress.”
“All right.”
The taxi stopped at the gate of a high-end community. Wang Sixi staggered out of the car. Brucille took the opportunity to walk over and helped him into the alley next to the parasol tree.
Wang Sixi held his glasses and shook his head to see clearly who Brucille was. It seemed that he had been robbed in the middle of the night.
“What are you doing? Do you know who I am?”
“Wang Sixi, right? In fact, I am not interested in your identity. You know Mr. Yip, don’t you?”
Wang Sixi didn’t take Brucille seriously. He held the parasol tree with one hand and directly unbuttoned Brucille’s trousers, releasing more than 500 millilitres of liquid.
“Of course I know that Third Ye is a coward. His wife used to be very beautiful. Haha, Fang Qin’s willow-shaped eyebrows and cherry mouth are also good. Haha, it’s just a little spicy…”
Wang Sixi suddenly stopped talking. He found that he could open his mouth, but he couldn’t speak and became mute.
Looking at Brucille in front of him with horror, he gesticulated constantly, wanting to know what was wrong with himself.
Brucille said coldly, “There is nothing strange. I just think your voice is too unpleasant. I don’t want to hear you. By the way, if I ask you now, you just need to nod or shake your head.”
After Wang Sixi found that he had become mute, he was a little sober.
Then he nodded hard. Brucille was sure that he could hear what he was saying.
So he asked, “You know Fang Qin, who is Ye Laosan’s wife. She lives in the same unit as her, right?”
Wang Sixi nodded without hesitation.
“You raped her, didn’t you?”
Wang Sixi nodded very reluctantly this time.
Brucille asked again, “That’s good. As the saying goes, killing for life, you should be punished if you make mistakes, right?”
This time, Wang Sixi seemed to have predicted something and shook his head desperately.
Brucille, however, smiled. He picked up a stone from the nearby pile of rocks and pressed Wang Silang to the ground. He smashed Wang Silang’s hands until he could see his bones.
Wang Sixi kept rolling on the ground, desperately resisting. This kind of heart-rending pain broke his heart and lungs.
Brucille helped him up and continued to ask with a smile, “When I asked you the question, you shook your head, which means that I don’t need to be responsible for beating you up, right?”
The unlucky Wang Sixi shook his head again.
Brucille was a little confused. “That is to say, you agree with my previous point that you should be punished for making a mistake, right?”
Wang Sixi could only nod.
At this time, Brucille took out the longest silver needle and stuck it into Wang Sixi’s head.
Wang Sixi suddenly felt as if a thousand worms had crawled into his head. He ran wildly, rushed out of the alley, rushed to the gate of the neighborhood, and then rushed to the street.
He howled desperately, but he couldn’t make a sound. He suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that he couldn’t see anything. Everything in front of him was dark, as if he had entered into an endless abyss.
In the middle of the road, Wang Sixi seemed to be possessed. He was running wildly in the traffic. A black car flew by, and Wang Sixi came over.
A violent collision was heard clearly from dozens of meters away.
Wang Sixi was knocked three or four meters away and then landed heavily on the ground. A truck filled with dirt rushed over, and Wang Sixi rolled himself under the wheel.
Brucille showed a ghostly smile at the corner of his mouth and disappeared into the night.
He had said that the justice would come sooner or later, not before the time.
While sleeping in the hotel, at that miserable moment, he still felt a little uncomfortable. He didn’t want his hands to be covered with blood. Killing others with other’s hands was the best way out.
Wang Sixi had been crushed by several tires. Presumably, forensic experts could only get the truth that he died in a car accident.
He closed his eyes peacefully and had a good sleep.
He knew that when the sun rose again, everything would return to normal.
Mr. Yip came to his small door early, opened it, and opened it. He got an old radio and listened to the book inside. This section was just Mu Guiying’s quarantin.
That voice was extremely magnetic, and it was powerful, making his heart itch.
The lyrics were:
“We’re family. I’m so excited to hear that.”
Mu Guiying went out again to protect the country.
Twenty years had passed without a battle array.
Ah, am I doing nothing for the country and for the people?”
Gu Guiying was there, and today Rainie was there. Third Young Master Ye followed suit happily.
When Brucille came over and heard this song play, he smiled and said, “Uncle, this is much better than playing cards.”
“Eldest nephew, you’re right. When my hands itch, I’m just rubbing these parts. I feel at ease now. By the way, what happened last night?”
Brucille certainly knew what he was asking, and he just said, “He was drunk last night, and was killed by a car in the middle of the road.”